After dinner, neither Mr. Hou nor Mo Qingling left.

Instead, Xiao Hanzheng and his wife were asked to take them to see the corn fields.

Naturally, Liang Youxiao and others also joined in the fun.

Seeing the corn grown in the backyard of the Taoist temple, Mr. Hou and Mo Qingling became excited again.

It seems that the output is indeed not low!

Mo Qingling asked: "How many corn seeds are needed for this acre of land?"

Since he became the county magistrate, he has learned a lot about people's livelihood.

Shi Qingluo replied: "About five kilograms."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present except Xiao Hanzheng was stunned, "What?"

Mo Qingling's breathing became a little heavier, "You mean, five kilograms of seeds can grow a thousand kilograms of grain?"

Shi Qingluo nodded, "Yes!"

This is a high-yield seed cultivated by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

If there were chemical fertilizers and modern planting methods, the yield could be even higher.

Liang Youxiao swallowed, "This is too exaggerated."

Xi Rui said: "That's why it's a gift from God!"

He now fully believes in the existence of the old god anyway.

Mo Qingling tried his best to keep his emotions calm, "Are you mature now?"

Shi Qingluo replied: "They are all mature."

She added, "If you want to send it to the capital, fresh corn will definitely not work. It will be spoiled by the time it is sent to the capital."

"So after harvesting, the corn cobs must be dried in the sun."

"After drying, break off the corn kernels and grind them into powder, which can be used as food."

"Corn cobs can also be used as firewood." No need to waste them.

Mo Qingling nodded, "I will write a memorial today and rush it to the capital, and arrange for someone to come and collect it tomorrow."

If it wasn't already getting late, he wouldn't want to wait until tomorrow.

Shi Qing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll trouble Magistrate Mo."

Mo Qingling waved her hand, "I want to thank you on behalf of the people."

Shi Qingluo immediately threw the pot away, "This is what my master left behind. Please thank my master."

She just needs to get some fame, but she doesn't need to be too prosperous. After all, she still wants to live to be old.

Mo Qingling was stunned for a moment, then realized it, and sighed in his heart that Xiao Hanzheng and his wife were both smart people.

He smiled and said, "Yes, I really have to thank the old god."

"I want to go and offer incense to the old god, is that okay?"

He didn't believe in the existence of old gods before, but now he half-doubts it.

Especially I heard that many people saw the old Taoist deity appearing again today.

Mr. Hou had the same idea, "I'll also offer incense to the old immortal."

This kind of seed was left behind by the old Taoist priest. It benefits the country and the people, so this incense should be put on it.

So Shi Qingluo took a few people to offer incense.

However, this time there was no manifestation of the old gods. If it was too much, it would easily arouse suspicion.

Especially since there are people like Mr. Hou here, something might be spotted accidentally.

Mo Qingling is not simple either.

After the two of them finished offering incense, Xi Rui stretched out his neck and asked, "Why doesn't the old god show his spirit now?"

Shi Qingluo: "..." This guy is really a stick.

"My master is busy. He doesn't have time to show ghosts all day long."

"It would be nice to be able to show up once and give you a reminder."

Xi Rui thought for a while, "That's right."

He came over and asked, "The book on cultivating immortality written by your husband is so beautiful. Is it a reminder given to you by your master in his dream?"

When he was in the capital, his dandy friends kept reading the storybook "Cultivation of Immortality".

Only when I came to Xiao's house did I realize that it was originally written by Xiao Hanzheng.

So two days ago, he and Liang Youxiao relied on Xiao Hanzheng to read the unprinted content below in advance.

They all yearn for the various practices and treasures in "Cultivation of Immortality".

Shi Qingluo smiled and said, "Guess!"

This question was not easy for her to answer.

The master has already been blamed for so much, Hua Ben’s fault should be forgotten.

Xi Rui heard this answer that he obviously didn't want to answer, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed it right, "I think it must be like this."

"No wonder the cultivation of immortality written by your husband seems to have happened in real life. It must have been experienced by your master."

Shi Qingluo: "..."

She found that Xi Rui's mind was really big.

This time even Liang Youxiao couldn't help but ask: "Really?"

"I'm just telling you how you know the level of cultivation, as well as those magical magic weapons, formations, talismans and mythical beasts. It turns out they were tips given by the old god. No wonder they are so real."

Everyone present, even Mr. Hou, had read the storybook written by Xiao Hanzheng.

I didn’t realize it before, but after hearing what the two said, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was really the case.

Xiao Hanzheng was helpless, but had no explanation.

It's better if they think so, so as not to have people always staring at him and asking if he has practiced immortality and where can he find the magic weapon...

Shi Qingluo felt that she should go and give the master some fragrance again. She was not the one who threw the blame, but these people themselves...

A seasoned Taoist master, a perfect scapegoat.

"If that's what you think, then so be it." What else could she say but acquiesce.

When Xi Rui and others heard what she said, the old god's status in their hearts rose again.

I couldn't help but run back to burn incense again.

Xi Rui kept pleading, "Old god, please bless me to get a mythical beast."

Liang Youxiao also said: "I want to ask for one."

Shi Qingluo: "..." The second boy in middle school can't afford to be hurt!

Recently, my husband happened to write about the male protagonist, who bought a very nice white kitten in a market.

Who would have known that after being raised, the kitten would turn out to be a white tiger beast sealed inside her body.

Then he also popularized the four mythical beasts of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu in the book.

She didn't know that because of this plot, raising white cats had become a trend among many young people in the capital.

After leaving the main hall, Xi Rui touched his chin and said, "I don't know if the white cat I raised can turn into a white tiger."

Liang Youxiao said: "Your cat doesn't look very agile, or the Persian cat I bought from a merchant in the Western Regions is more likely to be able to transform into a white tiger."

Shi Qingluo heard a dark line in the conversation between the two, "You two bought a white cat to raise because of the white tiger beast in the storybook?"

Xi Rui and the other two nodded, "Yes!"

"Maybe one day, our white cat will also turn into a white tiger beast?"

"And it's not just us. Many people in the capital are raising them."

Liang Youxiao added: "There are still people who catch pheasants and feed them, hoping that one day the pheasants will turn into the sacred beast Suzaku."

"There are also people who feed turtles, and they might become basaltic beasts."

"There are also people who keep snakes, hoping that one day they will be able to unlock the seal and become the green dragon beast."

Shi Qingluo: "..." She was speechless.

Especially the pheasant turning into a rosefinch, which "genius" thought of it...

Others were also speechless about the two people's "wonderful ideas".

Mo Qingling thought that fortunately he was out of the dandy circle.

He pointed to the bunches of red fruit plants and asked, "What is this? Fruit?"
Chapter completed!